For, in truth, an image is only dead matter shaped by the craftsman's hand. But we have no sensible image of sensible matter, but an image that is perceived by the mind alone: God, who alone is truly God.
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If the Lord counts the natural beauty of the body inferior to that of the soul, what thinks He of spurious beauty, rejecting utterly as He does all falsehood?
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the importance of inner beauty over outward appearances, suggesting that true beauty is found within the soul.
Clement of Alexandria advocates for the idea that the physical beauty of the body is of lesser importance compared to the beauty of the soul. He posits that if divine judgment considers the soul's worth superior, then superficial or artificial beauty, which is portrayed as deceptive, is entirely rejected. This perspective encourages individuals to seek and value inner virtues rather than being swayed by mere external appearances.
Themes
BeautySoulInner BeautyFalsehoodValues
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about self-acceptance, one might use this quote to illustrate the significance of valuing one's inner qualities.
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